When I first started running it was to lose weight. I gained sixty pounds during my pregnancy and I wanted to feel good about myself again. My then-husband bought me a treadmill, two months after London was born, and I started a couch to 5K program.
It took off from there and I've never been more thankful for running as I have been in the past eighteen months.
I run to feel and not to feel.
I run fast so I can't hear the thoughts in my head or the pain in my heart.
I run for hours so I don't have to go home and face reality.
I run outside so I can fill my lungs with fresh air and remind myself I have so much to be lucky for.
I run inside, on the treadmill, so I can catch up on my favourite television show since it's probably the only chance I'll have.